a lot of love,
a lot of blood




"On the whole I am inclined to think that a witch should not kiss. Perhaps it is the not being kissed that makes her a witch; perhaps the source of her power is the breath of loneliness around her." - Emma Donoghue

S., 24, Italian. Kate is my internet handle and you can call me that. People scare me so I'll probably never talk to you even if I think you're cool, and if I do it'll be very awkward. English is my second language; I apologize for any mistakes.

I love a lot of things, including fairy tales, mythology, ladies who make music, ladies in general, history, languages. I watch a lot of movies and tv, I ship all the things, and I love Pokémon a lot.
 



lizparlettdraws:

Sleeping Beauty

It’s been a while since I posted some work, but here’s a concept I did remaking the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale in a fantasy India.  There were a lot of issues and in the end I’m not totally satisfied with how everything from the project turned out, but these are the drawings I was still pleased by, so I thought I’d post them here!


4 days ago · 9,591 notes · originally from lizparlettdraws
#sleeping beauty #fairy tales #art

I will not ask you for forgiveness. What I have done is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge. I never dreamed that I could love you so much. You stole what was left of my heart. And now I’ve lost you forever.

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film meme: ten films [4/10] Sleeping Beauty

(via droo216)


3 weeks ago · 2,787 notes · originally from buckying
#sleeping beauty #fairy tales #disney #movies


"I will not ask your forgiveness because what I have done to you is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge sweet Aurora you stole what was left of my heart and now I’ve lost you forever."

"I will not ask your forgiveness because what I have done to you is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge sweet Aurora you stole what was left of my heart and now I’ve lost you forever."

(via ladymargaerytyrell)



I had  w i n g s once, and they were  s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.

(Source: ronesweasley, via asheathes)


1 month ago · 27,797 notes · originally from ronesweasley
#maleficent #movies #fairy tales #sleeping beauty

fuckyeahvintageillustration:

'Snowdrop & other tales' by the Brothers Grimm; illustrated by Arthur Rackham. Published 1920 by E.P. Dutton & Company, New York.

See the complete book here.



ibuzoo:

Dark Fairytale Princesses | Sleeping Beauty

Crowned with thorns and bloody roses, the sylvan queen, her beauty mystifies her like silver filaments of a spinning wheel strewn with drops of gold, wears her bloom like a bloody bejeweled knife. She’s a force of nature and beyond control, a raging hurricane at the centre of a man’s desire. She’s wild, she’s the hunter and the prey, a siren of the woods, collects corpses of travelers and hunters that she lurked in her dark meadow long time ago. She loves and make you feel loved so deeply it will consume you, the feeling running through you too powerful, too profound, piercing your soul in the most beautiful agony until you fall in the deepest slumber. She beds you on brier wood and rose petals, nourishes from the sweetest dreams of a lover, from nightmares of carnivores and cannibals, sucks you dry until nothing remains than an empty body willing to serve her until eternity. 

ibuzoo:

Dark Fairytale Princesses | Sleeping Beauty

Crowned with thorns and bloody roses, the sylvan queen, her beauty mystifies her like silver filaments of a spinning wheel strewn with drops of gold, wears her bloom like a bloody bejeweled knife. She’s a force of nature and beyond control, a raging hurricane at the centre of a man’s desire. She’s wild, she’s the hunter and the prey, a siren of the woods, collects corpses of travelers and hunters that she lurked in her dark meadow long time ago. She loves and make you feel loved so deeply it will consume you, the feeling running through you too powerful, too profound, piercing your soul in the most beautiful agony until you fall in the deepest slumber. She beds you on brier wood and rose petals, nourishes from the sweetest dreams of a lover, from nightmares of carnivores and cannibals, sucks you dry until nothing remains than an empty body willing to serve her until eternity. 


1 month ago · 957 notes · originally from ibuzoo
#sleeping beauty #fairy tales

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houseborgia:

FAIRY TALES MEME  » LITTLE BRIAR-ROSE (SLEEPING BEAUTY) by The Brothers Grimm

A LONG TIME AGO,  the Queen had a little girl who was so pretty that the King could not contain himself for joy, and ordered a great feast. He invited not only his kindred, friends and acquaintance, but also the Wise Women, in order that they might be kind and well-disposed towards the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but, as he had only twelve golden plates for them to eat out of, one of them had to be left at home.
The Wise Women bestowed their magic gifts upon the baby: one gave virtue, another beauty, a third riches, and so on with everything in the world that one can wish for.
When eleven of them had made their promises, suddenly the thirteenth came in. She wished to avenge herself for not having been invited, and without greeting, she cried, “The King’s daughter shall in her fifteenth year prick herself with a spindle, and fall down dead.” And, without saying a word more, she turned round and left the room. The twelfth, whose good wish remained unspoken, came forward, and, though she could not undo the evil sentence,  said, “It shall not be death, but a deep sleep of a hundred years, into which the princess shall fall.”
(Full Summary Here)

houseborgia:

FAIRY TALES MEME  » LITTLE BRIAR-ROSE (SLEEPING BEAUTY) by The Brothers Grimm

A LONG TIME AGO,  the Queen had a little girl who was so pretty that the King could not contain himself for joy, and ordered a great feast. He invited not only his kindred, friends and acquaintance, but also the Wise Women, in order that they might be kind and well-disposed towards the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but, as he had only twelve golden plates for them to eat out of, one of them had to be left at home.

The Wise Women bestowed their magic gifts upon the baby: one gave virtue, another beauty, a third riches, and so on with everything in the world that one can wish for.

When eleven of them had made their promises, suddenly the thirteenth came in. She wished to avenge herself for not having been invited, and without greeting, she cried, “The King’s daughter shall in her fifteenth year prick herself with a spindle, and fall down dead.” And, without saying a word more, she turned round and left the room. The twelfth, whose good wish remained unspoken, came forward, and, though she could not undo the evil sentence,  said, “It shall not be death, but a deep sleep of a hundred years, into which the princess shall fall.”

(Full Summary Here)


1 month ago · 1,962 notes · originally from houseborgia
#sleeping beauty #fairy tales

Fairytale | Briar Rose

A hundred years of dreams —
I would not have given up an hour
of those shifting landscapes, the tower, the lagoon
the rough roses making a cradle around my bed.

Everything stops
for me and for everyone else I know
while behind my wincing eyelids I absorb
my parents’ recklessness.

We wanted the best for you, they’ll tell me:
all those girlish virtues
a pretty face and figure, kindness to the poor
the ability to sing and play the spinet.

Inviting the colors of the rainbow to my Christening,
spraying me with holy white light,
they locked out one color of the spectrum
the darkness that absorbs it all

and I blame my father. Maleficent came to his birth
just as surely as she did to mine:
the difference is that everyone knew her then
when her name was Poverty and Need

and the guests all bowed their heads. In our day,
my birthday, no one expected her.
Evil, they called her. I call her
Resentment. Fury. Locked away, I dream

and no one tells me what to do.
No one breaks in. And when a stranger offers me a spindle
glistening, sexual, I sink into the pillows
and remember the worst has already happened:

I have survived death and turned it into sleep
and a dream lasting one hundred years.

When I wake
I will know my lover’s face.
[x]

(Source: makos-lightningrod, via proserpin)



But, as many thought whenever they saw the graceful figure soaring through the air, it took a great hero and a terrible villain to make it all come about. And her name was Maleficent.

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dragonfiretwisted:

FAIRY TALE MEME ∙ [1/3] Locations/Kingdoms ∙ Sleeping Beauty’s Castle (from La Belle au bois dormant/The Sleeping Beauty by Charles Perrault)

At the end of a hundred years the throne had passed to another family from that of the sleeping princess. One day the king’s son chanced to go a-hunting that way, and seeing in the distance some towers in the midst of a large and dense forest, he asked what they were. His attendants told him in reply the various stories which they had heard. Some said there was an old castle haunted by ghosts, others that all the witches of the neighborhood held their revels there. The favorite tale was that in the castle lived an ogre, who carried thither all the children whom he could catch. There he devoured them at his leisure, and since he was the only person who could force a passage through the wood nobody had been able to pursue him.

read in full here


3 months ago · 1,500 notes · originally from dragonfiretwisted
#sleeping beauty #fairy tales

tifferini:

There is an evil in this world—hatred and betrayal.
And I cannot keep you from it.

(via droo216)


3 months ago · 3,624 notes · originally from tifferini
#maleficent #movies #fairy tales #sleeping beauty

fairytaleslive:

Favorite Scenes from Fairytale Movies

Fynn proposes to Princess Myrose (aka Sleeping Beauty)
~ from Sleeping Beauty (“Dornröschen”, Germany, 2009)



Maleficent (2014) trailer